Psalm wey David sing, to make person remember.
As e dey sick, im wound dey rotten, im friends don leave am while enemy dey plot, David trace im condition to im own sin and e no argue back with the people wey dey accuse am. E keep quiet like deaf man and e dey wait for im Papa, the only one wey e expect make e answer.
38 1O my Papa, no rebuke me for your anger, no discipline me for your hot vex. 2Because your arrows don sink deep enter me, and your hand don come down hard on top me. 3No health dey for my body because of your anger; no soundness dey for my bones because of my sin.
4Because my iniquities don rise pass my head; like heavy load, dem too heavy for me. 5My wounds dey stink and dey rotten because of my foolishness. 6I bend and bow down low; all day I dey waka dey mourn. 7Because my sides dey burn like fire, and no soundness dey for my flesh.
8I don numb and dem don crush me finish; I dey groan because of the wahala for my heart. 9O Sovereign Papa, all my longing dey before you, and my sighing no hide from you. 10My heart dey beat fast, my strength don fail me; even the light of my eyes don comot from me. 11My friends and my paddy dey stay far from my suffering, and my near family dey stand far off.
12Those wey dey find my life dey set their trap; those wey dey find my harm dey talk about ruin and dey plan deceit all day long. 13But I be like deaf man wey no fit hear, like person wey no fit talk and no go open im mouth. 14I don become like man wey no dey hear, wey no get answer for im mouth. 15But na for you, my Papa, I dey wait; na you go answer, O my Sovereign Papa.
16Because I talk say, “Make dem never gloat over me—those wey dey boast over me when my leg slip.” 17Because I ready to fall, and my pain dey always before me. 18I confess my iniquity; my sin dey trouble me. 19But my enemies dey strong and full of power, and plenty na those wey hate me for nothing.
20Those wey dey pay me evil for the good wey I do dey accuse me because I dey follow wetin good. 21No forsake me, my Papa; no stand far from me, my Papa. 22Hurry come help me, O Sovereign Papa, my salvation.
